The Lonesome Plowboys farewell show, recorded live in Jack Spack's Barn, September 2009. Written in August 2009 after reading some pretty weird books and an article about Chuck Cleaver of the Ass Ponys.
lyrics
Given recent history, concealing, twisting knives
it's not your eyes that set me off into another paradigm
It's when you speak to me in Russian with a tin can for a phone
and it sounds like the apocalypse of our innocence reborn
Souvenirs, black coffee, beers, 8-day old key lime pie
racing through the threshold under shot up Mojave skies
but when your Aunt Martha came a waitress slipped to me her key
and that night we made it rain arcane once you passed out from the mead.
Crawling through the garden, chewing on snakeberry vines
Swallowing the poison, heaven weighing on my mind
If God could only see you now dancing with the damned
he'd kneel right down beside you and kiss you on your wedding band
Oh no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no...
credits
from Demos/Live,
released December 29, 2011
Chad Lee Williams - guitar/vocals
Carol Gray - tambourine/vocals
Aaron Shaul - glockenspiel
Dave Keeney - guitar
Eric Kelly - bass
Jim Latini - drums
Stark, folk-derived songs built on brittle acoustic guitars that conjure the image of a fire burning in the distance on a dark night. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 8, 2022